Easy As Forgetting The Past.
by Angharad
part: 397

“What would you like to eat?”

“I’m not hungry,” Stella said, looking a bit withdrawn.

“What’s the matter, Sis?”

“Nothing, honest, it’s nothing.”

Easy As Working For Nothing.
by Angharad
part: 395

The next morning, I awoke early and decided to get myself ready for the meeting at the university and then shopping with Portsmouth’s answer to Imelda Marcos. I don’t know which worried me more, probably shopping with Stella–I was a bit out of practice of retail therapy.

Easy As Trawling For A Pike.
by Angharad
part:392

“What are we having for dinner?” asked Stella.

“You’ve only just eaten,” I said smirking.

“I know but something smells wonderful.”

“It’s my new deodorant,” I couldn’t resist the opportunity to tease her.

“I can smell food, Cathy Watts.”

“Can you now?”

Easy As Making Mud Pies - Hard as eating them!
by Angharad
part: 391

I did some shopping on the way home, if Stella was due to arrive tomorrow, some more food would be useful, although we could eat out once or twice. I had some work to do, so she'd have to talk to Spike or go out on her own.

Easy As Catching A Cold.
by Angharad.
part:389

I snuggled down with Simon, I had missed his warm muscular body and his strong arms which were currently holding me against him. “This is nice,” I said.

“Erm, what?” he said sleepily.

“You’d nodded off. Am I that boring?”

“No, but neither were you up at five o’clock this morning.”

“Oh poor Simon,” I cooed.

Easy As
by Angharad
part:388

I was in the middle of eating my sandwich when the phone rang. I was a little apprehensive about answering it, because no one was supposed to know I was here. At the same time, it wouldn't take a rocket scientist to make an informed guess.

I picked up the receiver, "Hello?"

"Hello, Cathy," said Simon.

Easy As Falling Off The World.
by Angharad
part: 386

Easy As Finding The End Of A Rainbow.
by Angharad
part: 32 doz.

Easy As Bleeding After Worming Bonzi.
by: Angharad
part:382zillion.

Easy As Calling For A Rite (2 of which don't make a rong!)
by: Angharad (>^^< has gone to church)
part: 381

I got into the new car and was impressed by the comfort of the leather seats. I sat and wheezed for a moment. The slightest exertion seemed to leave me breathless.

Simon sat looking concerned, "If ever I meet that bastard again, he is dead meat."

While I understood his feelings, his anger made me even more excited and thus breathless. I took a hit of my inhaler and it slowly eased. "Let the legal process deal with him, he isn't worth the aggro."

Boys of Summer

By Melanie Ezell

For the Big Closet Transgender Archives Summer Romance Contest 2008

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I can see you,
Your brown skin shining in the sun,
You got your hair combed back,
And your sunglasses on, baby,
I can tell you,
My love for you will still be strong,
After the boys of summer have gone.

Don Henley- Boys of Summer

Easy As Swimming Up Hill
by Angharad (>^^< is out with the boys)
part:378

"You nearly lost everything? What you mean the car and your wallet?"

Simon looked at me? "What? No. Cars and wallets can be replaced, people can't–especially someone as special as you."

Easy As Losing It All completely.
by: Angharad & >^^<
part:376

The rest of the morning seemed to go by in a dream. I stayed in bed, refusing food and drink and anything else.

"You've got to eat and drink something, Cathy."

"Why?" I challenged Stella.

"Because you need to keep your strength up, that's why?"

"What for?"

"I'll come back in a bit."

“Oh, honest to God, Mom! No!”

“Whose black suitcase is that on your bedroom floor with the boys’ briefs peeking out of it?”

Lynzie’s face went white.

“I thought so. You two are busted.”

by Mona Lisa

I will get the rest of the story up, but only after the contest closes, sorry. but RL interferance.

This is another story in my FEMELLA AILUROS ARMATURA universe, which includes my better written work of My Name is UGLY. I will just say that this story line is the most complete out of any of my previous works. I truly hope you will vote for NEWE GYRLGYDEN by me, POLYROBOTICS1. This chapter helps cement the other parts around it by providing the light for the story. Thank You.

My Special Day

By Anistasia Allread

I decided to try a different approach from my normal for this story. It just hit me this afternoon and spilled forth. I hope you enjoy.

Easy As Staying On A Bike & Winning The Gold Medal!
by Angharad
part: 374.

The afternoon wore on, tediously at times, as I tried not to move my painful ribs. Even going to the loo was a pain, the sitting and standing and bending to wipe the nether region; not a bit funny. I dozed now and again, but would wake myself up either by moving or coughing which produced sharp pain in my chest.

‘Give me a soldering iron, please,’ I said to the barman, behind the erm, bar...
 
Working Girl ~ Life Goes On! 9
 
By Susan Brown
 

‘Reader, I married him.’*
by,
Angharad.

“Okay, listeners, we have a sad story here…” Jane Bronte, hosted her usual radio show on a Sunday morning, playing pop classics that no one could remember, interspersed with audience participation.

Easy As Getting Back On A Bike.
by Bonzi (Mum's out riding)
part: 31 doz.

It was friday morning and I was laying on top of my bed trying to read Cycling Weekly while I waited for the decision from the consultant. Two of the women with whom I shared the four bed unit were talking at volume and were making it harder to concentrate.

"But our Vera, says I should do more of it."

I looked down at myself with disgust. I was wearing what went for a uniform; short black leather skirt, fishnet tights and red high heels...

The Hostess, The Octopus and The Doctor

By Susan Brown

Easy As Falling For A Quack
by Angharad
part:370

Stella came back about half an hour later, she was so smug, I was tempted to annoy her. I resisted the temptation.

"You still awake?" she said returning to my cubicle.

"Looks like," my words part echoing through the vents in the steamed up oxygen mask. "You look full of yourself, so I assume he asked you out."

Easy As Falling Off, Like.
by Angharad
part: 369

It seemed that apart from recuperation, my purpose in being in hospital was to set up a dating agency. This wasn't just because of Neal and Trish, but someone else who should be a little better known to you.